A tree has blossomed today,
It’s beauty exposed in full array of glory,
The brilliance of its color, a creamy white song
Whispered to upturned gazing fronds of ferns,
Lilacs, and buttercups, adoring, drinking in its music.
I basked in the heaven underneath it,
Opening my mouth to drink in its savory sweetness,
The gentle touch of a petal’s caress on skin
Sinking in to invigorate the movement of tired bones
Bent low under the radiation burden burned on by an angry sun.
Epidermal absorption of his heated gaze
Elucidated an Aaaahh as the hiss from the wetness
Of that blissful sister kiss rose to the sky.
And the cascade of petals from those milky flowers
Sashayed down the tender flesh of neck,
Transforming parched earth to a gulping, giddy waterfall,
Frolicking in festive freedom.
It anointed head, arms and legs
As I relished the padded comfort of deep, pearly petal puddles.
How we splashed about,
How I hugged the necks of those herby parishioners
Gathered under the shelter of our lovely tree.
Our delight was to be the recipients of petal presents
Lavished in egregious, excessive abundance.
Cries of joy mingled in the thunder clap brap bobba boomble gubba
Lightning strike, poof, of white hot electric needle flash.
Crash went cymbals as the band played on.
Rushing rivers of a tree’s bountiful showers
Refreshing with pleasure rhythm’s timely measure.
Exasperated in rhapsodic thought we sank to our knees,
Not distraught, but with pleased happy grins of children
Alive in fresh hearts. As I lay on my bed, cool evaporation
Sent a moist chill over my body, and I dreamed of moonlight
Comforting the broken hearts of forlorn lovers,
Playing violin to tears flowing in a stream to merciful roots
Of heaven’s sacred tree, growing into fresh blossoms of healing
Waiting to soften hardened tongues of stone.
I want to taste every perfect pleasure drop, relish the plop
Of bursting, liquid sensation through my mouth.
Meet me tonight in the twilight of your shadows.
Steal me away to the glow underneath your branches
Where I’m washed clean from every mottled stain,
Your joy exploding in my brain. How I love the rain!
